Organic Farming? First steps...
A poem about love over a pint and a tune..
And all around wildlife abounds and leaps and creeps and crawls And prowls and scowls and growls and howls, and fights and bites and bawls....
Trad,flutes,fiddles, Up for piddles. Back! Alack A drunken singer is Choking the craic!
Wasting your time growing Kale in there sonny...
Here I take the form of Austin Clarkes famed poem and give it a dollop of heavily processed tomato ketchup. I've also gone heavy with the onion.
My reworking of the form of Patrick Kavanaghs great poem, Inniskeen Road: July Evening
Its all chips down as quantitative easing kicks in
Recognising Ireland’s place in an international context allows us to explore the real reasons for our widespread weakness in learning Irish, as well as foreign languages, writes Dermot McNally.
Fresh thinking would be welcome on the political scene – but the reality is it wouldn’t change our situation, writes Dermot McNally